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Profound is the pain from which is born deliverance |
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Long is the path which leads to the light |
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And you march alone... |
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Wash your hands in the blood |
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Of the lamb |
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Lick your punishment |
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This stern eye you fear |
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This condemning finger pointed at you |
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Make them both part of yourself |
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Make one out of two |
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And remember |
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Regret is a worm born from your jealousy |
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Someone lives on in the depths of your heart |
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Fight your deepest feelings |
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Deny your own existence |
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It never heals, it never heals |
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Opposing darkness to obscurity |
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Doesn't lead anywhere |
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Shine if you want to be |
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Profound is the pain from which is born deliverance |
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Long is the path which leads to the light... |